Monday, April 12, 2010

Ascend

Here we go again around the mulberry bushholding handsswinging on long brancheslaughing out loudplaying as children dowhen they learn the lessonsof past adult regressionmostly repressionheld back overflowof you go girla form of uniformitycontaining no transformitycaught in the middlethat keeps getting wideronly to get squeeze-playedinto order-of-the-dayoutclassed by too big for britches cash bigger than big $$$gogaplex billionaires

watch out childthe hill is steepthe waters shallowlife held in theballast ofblueprints of a new formdeceptivity held in gene manipulation sequencingcomputer interface synapsingvirtual reality networthin the bag for Mr Big NWO

listen childrento the callwild hills suddenly abandonedwhat you wereonce upon a timebefore the fairy tale pillkicked into kick out your soul powerkicked you outof your sad-sack bed of nailsmade you lie to tell the truthmade you grow up far too fastmade you yes men by nowhere no menlost neural pathways to The Soul of DaysThe Spirit Creatorpainterly touch alightsawaits youyou knewonce felt so humblingecstatic field of beingnow so very far away lost in space nowhere to be foundwhen find yourself is lostto the chaos of corruptionall is corrupt(unfortunately)

The Master cannot matterto these Reeky mastersgods of stinky old underwearunderneath hidden sheetslike the labelthat is stamped in goldon the doors of perception"CC" do you really?what do you see?an alternate non-proliferatingreality?Evil and Goodgood G*dWhere are you now?Find those footprintsin the sand washed awayby time and winds of change

before the start up tankedbefore you saw rankin the mirror of your mindreflected back no can dowhen all you were aschildren back thenwere believers in yesthe universe oysterkept you fed

manchild womanchildmake that ascentup up up that steep hillrecollected hills of mind-soul eyeof always falling you thoughtyou had to dolike they told youlocked in your mindlike silly-puttyand verses oftweedle-dee and tweedle-dumyou are more than the sumof your disconnected parts of onelike were are meant to beturn around look backSisyphus Child of CannotToday you are all aboutCan-do without the reaction

before jack n' jillbefore humpty amd dumptybefore the mulberry bushbefore the tailwagged the dogwhen all was not lostas it should bewhen you wereA Child Of The Universeas you wereso you shall bebelieve child, believe

find yourself found

when we were all back in the daywhen we all fell downlike "I've fallen am I can't get up"The New Commandget up childrise upTranscend All This bsTransform back into the youyou are meant to be youMt Ascend